Very soon, all the guests upstairs were obediently lying on the ground, too afraid to move, fearing they might become the next target of a bullet.
These Caucasians were the robbers, knowing this Western restaurant was a high-end place where only the wealthy would go, hence they chose it. Nanrong Wanqing and the others were just unlucky to encounter this situation.
Before long, everyone handed over their cash, bank cards, and PINs.
Woo woo! Woo woo!
Just then, the sound of police sirens came from outside the restaurant, as local police, who had received the report, quickly arrived at the scene.
"Boss, the police are here, what do we do?"
"What's the rush, just follow the plan. You, go grab a hostage."
"Yes." The Caucasian man scanned the many guests before finally fixing his gaze on Nanrong Wanqing.
"Tsk tsk! This chick's really not bad looking." The Caucasian man grinned, pointing at Nanrong Wanqing, who was lying on the ground, and said, "You, get up and come with me."
